《iron souls | gajeel redfox x reader [OLD]》.:24:.
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Gajeel ran through the town of Magnolia faster than the Flash himself. Lily followed behind him unaware of why Gajeel was running so fast.
"Gajeel! Slow down! We're not in a hurry to go anywhere." Lily panted.
"You're not, But I am!" Gajeel grunted.
"Why?" Lily asked.
"I guess you can figure that out later!" Gajeel shouted, kinda pissed off because Pantherlily kept asking him unnecessary questions.
Gajeel busted through the guild doors.
"Where's (y/n)?!" He shouted.
"Upstairs" everyone said faintly.
Gajeel went upstairs and walked through the long hallway until he saw Erza.
"Where've you been?" Erza asked.
"About two days away on a job!" Gajeel said, pissed.
"(Y/n) is in the infirmary, get in there quickly she's been worried sick about you." Erza said, worried.
Gajeel flashed a dirty glare at Erza, but then bashed into the infirmary.
"(Y/n)!" Gajeel rushed to your side and grabbed your hand.
"She was attacked while taking a walk," Porlyusica started to explain the problem. "I think it would be best if we delivered the children early."
"What?" Gajeel mumbled. "But that's a whole month early. What if they don't make it?"
"There's a 50/50 chance that they will. But if you both choose not to, (y/n) could be at the brink of death." Porlyusica said.
"G-Gajeel..?" You scatted.
"Sh sh, don't talk." Gajeel whispered.
"All her magic energy has been drained." Porlyusica said. "Even if you did choose to deliver the twins early, there is only a 30% chance that (y/n) will also make it."
Gajeel's eyes grew wider. He felt a load of pressure and stress fall over his shoulders, and he felt his heart partially shatter.
"So it's either risk all their lives, or hope for the best."
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"What's the verdict, Gajeel?" Porlyusica asked.
"Well it's obvious I think." You managed to say.
"How might his be obvious?" Gajeel asked.
"Let me live, either way."
"And how about the kids?"
"They're your kids, you can do whatever you like."
"Selfish much."
"I'm being selfish?! You're the one that left me alone for a whole damned week!"
"I was out on a job! We were broke!"
~~~
The guild heard faint shouting from upstairs.
"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Natsu shouted. The guild went silent. Except you and Gajeel.
"Jesus." Juvia sighed.
"Even when (y/n)'s in labour they fight. When do they grow up." Erza face-palmed.
~~~
"Your draining to much energy (y/n)!" Porlyusica shouted. "Don't you understand that your already half dead?"
"We'll do the first option." Gajeel said bluntly.
"Gajeel!" You shouted.
"I'm not giving you a say on this. It's either life or death and I don't want you to leave me!" Gajeel said.
~~~
Gajeel paced back and forth in the corridor. Lily and Kaia figured out what the problem was as well. Kaia stayed with you and Lily stayed with Gajeel.
"Please be ok, please be ok," Gajeel chanted over and over. The infirmary door opened and Kaia flew out.
"(Y/n) is ok." She smiled. Gajeel felt relief take over his body.
"Thank god." He sighed. "How about the twins?"
"The boy is alright, but the girl can't be seen until next week." Kaia explained.
"Huh? Why?" Gajeel asked, worried again.
"She was born with too much magic power. Plus she was born early. She needs to be treated in an incubator for a while." Kaia explained.
"Oh alright. Am I allowed to see (y/n)?" Gajeel asked, peeking into the room.
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"(Y/n) is still asleep, but you can see your child." Kaia opened the door more.
Gajeel walked into the room and saw you still sleeping on your side.
"I really hate people." Porlyusica muttered. "But this isn't half as bad as when Laxus was born."
Gajeel turned his head and saw Porlyusica holding a twin. Gajeel walked up to Porlyusica.
"May I?" He asked.
"Ok." Porlyusica handed Gajeel the baby boy gently. Gajeel held the boy in his arms and managed to break a small smile.
Erza walked into the room.
"Hey," she whispered. "Is (y/n) ok?"
"She's fine." Porlyusica said.
"That's good to hear." Erza said. She walked over to Gajeel to see the child. Erza caressed the boys cheek ever so gently.
"So precious." She muttered. "Anyway, Gajeel. I need to talk to you about something. Preferably outside."
Gajeel gave the child back to Porlyusica and left the room with Erza.
"So what's up?" Gajeel asked.
"While you and (y/n) were here, Jellal and Meredy did some investigating on why (y/n) was attacked."
"And...?" Gajeel began to worry again.
"It turns out she was attacked by Jose, your former guild master." Erza said. Gajeel tensed. "He wanted something to do with one of the twins she was carrying. One of them had much more magic power inside of them than (y/n) herself."
"Oh god,"
"They attempted to kill (y/n) in order to maintain that power for something they are working on. But, thankfully, they failed. I just want to let you know that you need to take extra care of all three of them. We are all on lookout for more facts, but the least we can do is protect your family."
Gajeel nodded. He was speechless. He honestly didn't know what to do. But like Erza had said, the least he could do is protect his own family. Gajeel walked back into the infirmary. He saw you holding your baby boy. You seemed so happy. He didn't want to see your smile disappear. So he kept quiet.
"Man, this sucks." Gajeel said under his breath.
"Hmm? 'D'you say something?" You asked Gajeel.
"No." Gajeel answered, exiting his little trans. Gajeel walked towards you and sat down beside you.
"We've already decided names right?" You asked.
"Gabriel and Avril. Yea, we have." Gajeel said. He caressed Gabriel's small, soft cheek. You looked at Gajeel softly. Gajeel looked up and locked his eyes with yours. You smiled and so did he.
He never wanted to see your smile go away. Never.
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